Icarus- A Poem.

They pretend to be
resurrection men.
Stitching feathers
into my skin.

They pretend to fly
when they send me
into the sun.

I pretend to be on fire,
streaking like a comet.
But I am only held together
with glue.

Featured Image by Debaird under Creative Commons.

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